Chapter 1544 - 828: All Is Well (Double-Length Part 2)

The next moment, he turned with Consort Dong, who was holding his arm, and their figures quickly merged into the shadows outside the inn's courtyard, heading toward the direction of Zhongnan Mountain where the golden light flickered, vanishing in the dense woods in an instant.

Yin Weiyin stood at the spot, watching them disappear.

Moonlight cast a cool glow on her face, revealing little emotion.

Donggong Ruoshu poked his head out of the blanket, glanced at the empty doorway, then looked at the silent Yin Weiyin outside the window, and whispered, "How... are we the only ones left?"

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The mountain forest was dark, with only the gold light erupting from the distant mountain peak, illuminating the rolling clouds intermittently.

Two figures swiftly navigated the rugged, steep mountain forest, their toes lightly tapping twisted trees, their robes slicing through the wind, creating a whistling sound.

Chen Yi was ahead, seemingly familiar with the path he had walked during the day, and Consort Dong followed, her movement technique light and graceful, though slightly strained, she maintained a steady pace behind.

The distant, thunderous Dragon Roar reached their ears, Chen Yi's thoughts were condensed, most of his attention focused on the treacherous path ahead, intending to put aside the ambiguous feelings toward the woman beside him for later discussion.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Consort Dong began talking first, as if unwilling to waste this rare solitude, wanting to use these limited moments to close the distance between them.

"Earlier... when your Mrs. Yin discovered the affair, why didn't you apologize immediately? I remember you were quite good at apologizing to another girl before? With coaxing and admitting faults."

She was talking about Little Fox.

Chen Yi's expression was unchanged, he just glanced at her, "Luan Huang has seen you before. Back then in the Imperial Palace, weren't you piled together?"

Upon hearing this, Consort Dong not only didn't blush, but stuck her tongue out playfully, making a mischievous face that did not match her age or status, and said: "Perhaps she, the esteemed, forgets things easily, already forgotten."

"Luan Huang has an excellent memory." Chen Yi withdrew his gaze and continued forward, "It's always excellent, sometimes... too excellent, making it easy to hold grudges."

In this remark, even he felt a bit conflicted, Yin Weiyin's current "Supreme Forget Emotion" was not genuinely emotionless or forgetful, quite the contrary, her thoughts were clear, with past loves and hates perhaps vividly recalled, merely kept silent for the sake of becoming immortal.

The more clearly she remembers, sometimes the more difficult it is to face.

Consort Dong said faintly, "Luan Huang... sounds so close, why don't you call me like that."

Chen Yi didn't fall for it, and directly said, "Indeed closer than you."

Consort Dong was choked speechless by his words, lightly tapped her foot to cross a stream, and was silent for a while.

After quite some time, she spoke again, with a bit of pleading tone, "Don't be so harsh... I saw earlier, you do feel a bit guilty towards Mrs. Yin. That's why I said that, wanting to help you... relax a bit."

Hearing this, Chen Yi paused briefly, then unexpectedly chuckled softly, which felt incongruous in the mountain forest.

"How did you see my guilt?" He spoke with a playful tone: "Actually, back then... I wanted to laugh, just didn't laugh out loud."

He spoke honestly, seeing Yin Weiyin's rare flustered yet forced calmness, his first reaction indeed was finding it somewhat amusing, even a bit... cute.

Consort Dong responded lightly, "Amusing, perhaps. The more you want to laugh, the more you laugh, signifies more guilt, maybe you're using humor to cover your true feelings, making you less guilty, less concerned about hurting her heart."

Chen Yi suddenly turned back, pausing his steps again.

He instinctively wanted to deny it, opening his mouth to speak but then hesitated, feeling at this moment, if he hurriedly shook his head in rebuttal, he would truly have fallen into her trap, appearing guilty.

Thus, his expression returned to calm, his gaze deeper, noncommittally asking, "How do you know?"

Consort Dong met his eyes for a moment and suddenly smiled sweetly,

"Goryeo women are good at understanding others."

Chen Yi sneered, like a hawk, continued through the woods.

The closer they got, the more terrifying the scene in the mountains became, the air filled with a violent aura, and the gold light was no longer merely a celestial phenomenon, but evidently, a colossal Golden Dragon over a hundred yards long, scales gleaming, wreaking havoc between the mountain ridges, smashing mountain rocks like tofu along its path, truly akin to dragon and serpent rising to land.

Chen Yi recalled the Dragon Power in Dream Sea, his mind slightly wavering.

He paused slightly, stopping behind a relatively open rock, turned to look at Consort Dong who arrived shortly after, her breath slightly disordered, needing to rest for a moment, then invoke one energy.

Chen Yi frowned, lowered his voice, "I don't understand, why must you come to such a perilous place?"

Consort Dong leaned against an old pine tree, leaves trembling from the Gang Wind, slightly panting, chest heaving.

She looked up at the rampant dragon shadow, showing no fear, hearing Chen Yi's words, she turned her head, a half-genuine smile surfaced on her face,

"Can't I also seek a Dragon Vein for my Goryeo?" Her tone was light.

Chen Yi glanced at her, eyes sharp as a knife, clearly not believing this nonsense.

Consort Dong paused slightly under his gaze, then her smile deepened, leaning closer, half-jokingly said, "Who doesn't want to rule the Central Plains? Pursue power across the Nine Provinces... Maybe, as remnants of a fallen country, I still dream of restoration."